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Possessive rage floods my vision and I see red. Covering the remaining distance at speed and taking the two steps in one bound, I shove the door open, chest heaving and a bellow coming from deep within. Whoever dared to touch her is dead.
“Get away from her…” The words die on my lips as Natalie looks up, startled, eyes dark and pupils blown wide with arousal. Her hair is a tousled mess, fanned out on the bed behind her. She’s reclining on some pillows, with another shoved under her hips to give her better access to her pretty pink pussy on full display for me. Stunned, she slams her thighs shut and blushes.
“Chase… what…?”
The vibrator continues to buzz, the only sound disturbing the silence stretching between us. This is not what I expected.
She looks stunning, all spread open and waiting for me. Slick glistens on her fingertips and the most heavenly scent hanging in the air draws me closer. My cock hardens instantly. Natalie snaps out of her daze as she sees it lengthen and rise up, the cold a distant memory.
“Am I hallucinating?” she continues to stare at me in confusion.
Shaking my head, I approach slowly, watching with fascination as she squirms and wriggles, biting her lip as she stares unashamedly at my body.
“No, Natalie. I’m here. And I’m going to make this all better. Just tell me what you need.”
CHAPTER 36
NATALIE
Chase’s deep voice reaches me through the fog of my heat.
He’s really here.
His eyes flash silver, and I gasp at how close to the surface his wolf is. Lust roars to life within me when he grips his hard cock and gives it a firm stroke. My pussy was already growing wetter just from his presence. The powerful aura Chase throws off without even realising it is an incredible aphrodisiac, not that I need it in my writhing, desire-addled state.
“Chase,” I whisper, still not one-hundred percent certain this isn’t some kind of cruel, fever-induced mirage.
His hungry gaze lands on the toy still hovering over my clenching pussy, and his features darken.
“What’s going on, Natalie?” Chase’s tone is eerily calm in the face of this very unusual situation. His tanned skin is dripping wet as he stalks toward the bed, his eyes never leaving my exposed body. “Tell me you’re here alone, and I don’t have to murder anyone? If you brought someone else here instead of me… I won’t be responsible for what happens next.”
Despite the haze in my head, I notice his clenched fists. The veins bulging in his strong forearms. How his muscles bulge as he drags a hand down his face, struggling to gain control. The danger in his eyes.
“I’m alone,” I confirm, “there’s nobody else.”
Chase nods, still frozen to the spot. His chest rises, and he unwittingly drags in more and more of my scent, flooding his veins with the pheromones I’m pumping into the air. If he has any doubt, my scent will pull him closer and closer to breaking point.
“I don’t understand. Didn’t you want me here?” He tilts his head to the side examining me. “Tell me now while there’s still a chance I can leave.”
The idea that he might turn around and walk out has me reaching a hand out to him. “I need you,” I whisper, the fire within me raging now my mate is painfully near.
Shaking his head, he steps back, slamming against the door. Chase’s muscles bunch and twist underneath his skin, his wolf trying to force him to stop talking and take what he wants.
“Explain to me, and quickly, what the fuck this is, Natalie. Am I dangerous to you?” His glowing eyes plead with me to explain this enough that he can allow himself to give in to it. “I… I feel like I’m going to die if I’m not inside you in the next ten seconds.”
When his words create another flood between my thighs, he growls, tendons sticking out of his neck as he sinks to his knees, a primal sound rumbling deep in his chest, strong fingers digging into his thighs.
“It’s my heat. Sex is the only thing that will help the pain.” Locking eyes with him, “Sex with you will help most.” I lower my hand between my thighs and rub my clit slowly, dragging one digit across the entrance to my needy pussy, and letting him watch every second. Rolling my hips and stroking harder now, I keep him in my sights, dipping two fingers inside my wet core and dragging my juices higher so I can swirl over my clit more easily. “It hurts, Chase.”
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Scrunching his eyes shut, he presses his balled-up hands against them and rocks back. “Right now, would you ask any guy to help you with this?” Suddenly, he’s on his feet, expression fierce as he marches toward me, looming over the bed with rage in his eyes and something else: jealousy.
Reaching up, I grab his hand and try to move it to my breast, but he resists.
“Another guy could make me feel better, but it wouldn’t be the same. Wouldn’t be nearly as good. And it’s not what I want.” When I move his hand toward the vibrator, he allows me to lead him. “That’s why I’m here, because I don’t want another man touching me. Taking what’s yours.”
Stunned, he glances around him at the one-roomed cabin and then back at me, spread naked on the bed beneath him. Understanding slowly creeps over his hard but handsome features.
“You ran here, to an old cabin in the middle of a freezing lake, so no other man can touch what’s mine?” Chase’s voice is lower, gravelly and raw, as he tugs my hand out from between my legs, ignoring my noises of complaint. I nod slowly but that’s not what he wants. “Answer me,” he demands.
